Lo, Victress On The Peaks

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Title:     Lo, Victress On The Peaks
Author: Walt Whitman [More Titles by Whitman]

Lo, Victress on the peaks,

Where thou with mighty brow regarding the world,

(The world O Libertad, that vainly conspired against thee,)

Out of its countless beleaguering toils, after thwarting them all,

Dominant, with the dazzling sun around thee,

Flauntest now unharm'd in immortal soundness and bloom--lo, in these hours supreme,

No poem proud, I chanting bring to thee, nor mastery's rapturous verse,

But a cluster containing night's darkness and blood-dripping wounds,

And psalms of the dead.

[The end]
Walt Whitman's poem: Lo, Victress On The Peaks

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